Yulande, who had been about to attack Emily, shuddered when he heard Han Shuo expose his closely guarded secret. He was just about to turn back to the room and destroy the Manufacturing Plans when several crossbow bolts whistled toward him. Emily waved her Magic Wand, and a sharp Death Scythe, gleaming with the luster of death, sliced diagonally toward his body.
"Stop him! Don't let him get the Manufacturing Plans!" Yulande cried shrilly, hastily raising his Broad Sword to meet the Death Scythe.
The assassins from the Angela Empire who had been breaking out abandoned their escape the moment they heard Yulande's roar. Every one of them swiftly turned and charged straight at Han Shuo.
Unfortunately, their strength was far inferior to Han Shuo's, and their speed was nowhere near his. Moving like lightning, Han Shuo used the Nine Heavens Demon Art to fly into the room. Only after he had retrieved the Manufacturing Plans from the hollow corner of the wall did they reach him.
"You're courting death!" Han Shuo barked coldly. Holding the Demon-Slaying Edge, he landed on solid ground and walked toward the Angela Empire assassins charging frantically at him.
As Han Shuo unleashed the Mystic Ice Demon Flame Art, brilliant purplish-red light burst from the Demon-Slaying Edge. The light shimmered like a rainbow along the blade, quickly forming slender flames. The purplish-red flames flickered with an eerie beauty and leaped from the weapon, stretching into twisting flame threads that intertwined into two demon nets, one purple and one red.
The Angela Empire assassins charging madly toward him had only one obsession: destroying Han Shuo. Facing the two demon nets with their scorching and freezing properties, they each unleashed their strongest battle aura to form sword auras, attempting to tear the nets apart.
However, Han Shuo's